The Son-in-Law, Sky Screen Descends

"Husband, please, let me catch my breath. Another day... I will definitely make it up to you twofold another day!"

"No means no. What do you mean by 'catch my breath'?"

"Get up, or I'm going to spank you again."

"Smack!"

Ye Lingling shuddered as she was struck. The legendary spirit, the current successor of the Nine Hearts Begonia, and the eldest daughter of the Ye family had actually been spanked.

A burning sensation flared, and Ye Lingling glared at the mischievous youth before her in shame and anger.

His name was Cao Xiyu, Ye Lingling's husband and the son-in-law of the Ye family.

Ye Lingling could never understand how her husband, who was clearly an ordinary man with zero innate soul power, possessed such terrifying combat prowess. She already owed him hundreds of times over; she feared she would never be able to pay him back in this lifetime.

Cao Xiyu had no intention of letting her off: "Wife, you don't need to move. I'll do it myself."

After all, his name was Xiyu—cherish the jade—for a reason!

Cao Xiyu was a transmigrator who had been in the Douluo Continent for two and a half years, four times over.

As for what he did in his past life or how he transmigrated, none of that mattered.

Two and a half hours later, Ye Lingling drifted into a deep sleep.

Only then did Cao Xiyu stop and lie down to the side.

With a thought, a virtual panel visible only to him appeared.

[Dream Entry Space System.]
[Host: Cao Xiyu.]
[Identity: Son-in-law of the Nine Hearts Begonia family.]
[Strength: God.]
[Techniques and Skills: Yin-Yang Reincarnation Technique, Nine Yang Divine Skill, Jade Rakshasa Divine Skill, Celestial Sound of the Plain Maiden, Sunflower Spirit Refining Method, 108 Styles of the Spring and Autumn Staff Technique...]
[Items: Yin-Yang Mirror, Demon Subduing Pestle, Luo Goddess Scroll, 666 pairs of high heels, 999 pairs of black stockings...]
[Points: 3,141,592.]

The panel had not seen any major changes for a long time.

For ten years, Cao Xiyu had poured his efforts into helping countless female soul masters within the Dream Space, gaining invincible power while generously assisting others.

He had long since become a god, far exceeding the limits of the Douluo world.

Of course, on the surface, he was merely a live-in son-in-law with zero innate soul power—useless in every way except for his handsome looks.

He was very satisfied with his current life.

His wife was gentle, beautiful, and wealthy; all he had to do was enjoy it.

"Should I choose a female soul master this time? Or a transformed female soul beast? Or perhaps a goddess from the God Realm?"

In the Dream Entry Space, he had interfered with the life trajectories of almost every beautiful woman in the entire Douluo world, and even the goddesses of the God Realm had...

Just as Cao Xiyu was agonizing over whose "card to flip," a boom echoed.

A deafening sound erupted, as if it were the only thing left in the entire world.

Boundless golden clouds appeared out of thin air, eventually forming a massive Sky Screen.

Every living creature felt a sudden intuition and looked up at the sky.

Even those who were blind or had their vision obstructed could "see" the Sky Screen with perfect clarity.

Faced with this unprecedented and eerie spectacle, everyone was shocked.

"What is this? Has the Star Luo Empire launched an attack?"

"Mom, I can see! There's a glowing cloth in the sky!"

"Heavens, this must be a divine miracle!"

At the Ye Family Fortress, Ye Lingling was startled awake by the massive commotion. Her soul power surged as she shielded Cao Xiyu behind her.

"Husband, be careful. This Sky Screen is truly bizarre."

Such a phenomenon was unheard of!

Cao Xiyu stood up and looked at the Sky Screen, quickly deducing all the information.

"Wife, there is no need to worry. This Sky Screen radiates an aura of peace; it is an auspicious omen."

Ye Lingling had long since grown accustomed to her husband's occasionally eccentric nature.

"I hope so."

A moment later, golden clouds surged incessantly across the Sky Screen, eventually coalescing into lines of archaic, bold characters.

[The Sky Screen descends; the Douluo Gold Ranking appears.]

[All those who enter the Gold Ranking shall receive bountiful rewards.]

[The first ranking is: Genius Ranking.]

[It records geniuses under the age of twenty-five, selecting only the top fifteen based on their martial spirits, innate soul power, soul power levels, cultivation techniques, and more.]

As the information revealed by the Sky Screen appeared, the entire Douluo Continent erupted into a frenzy.

From the Far North to the Star Dou Great Forest, from the Heaven Dou Empire to the Star Luo Empire, from rural taverns to towering sects, everyone looked up at that golden Sky Screen.

"The Sky Screen Gold Ranking? Judging the geniuses of this era?"

"Commoners shouldn't even dream of it. There are only fifteen spots for the entire continent; only peerless geniuses are qualified."

An elderly soul master stroked his beard, his tone complex.

"I have cultivated for sixty years and only reached the Soul Emperor realm. This ranking... it is a world for the young."

"Once the Genius Ranking is out, the major sects will surely be shaken to their core!" someone said, rubbing their hands in excitement. "Just wait and see; those self-proclaimed geniuses will likely break their heads trying to compete for this list!"

The reality was exactly as predicted.

Spirit Hall, the two great empires, and countless sects and academies were all stirred into excitement at this moment.

Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family.

Inside the council hall, the atmosphere was heavy.

Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen sat upright in the main seat, nine soul rings circling his body, manifesting the terrifying power of a Titled Douluo.

His gaze pierced through the hall, landing on that golden Sky Screen in the distance, his expression complex.

"Sect Master, the descent of the Sky Screen Gold Ranking is both an opportunity and a challenge for our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family," the Great Elder said in a deep voice. "Our sect has countless geniuses; if someone could make it onto this list..."

"If they could make it, it would naturally bring glory to our house," Yu Yuanzhen interrupted him. "But what if no one makes the list? How would the world view our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family? One of the three top sects, yet not a single person can catch the eye of the Sky Screen?"

Everyone fell silent.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was the world's number one beast martial spirit, its reputation illustrious.

Yet, in recent years, the sect had indeed suffered from a lack of successors; among the younger generation, the only one truly worth mentioning was Yu Tianheng.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi stood at the highest point of the Glazed Tile Pavilion, gazing at the Sky Screen with a gentle smile playing on his lips.

"Fengzhi, you don't seem worried?" Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood by his side, his silver hair fluttering, his aura as deep as an abyss.

"Worried about what?" Ning Fengzhi laughed. "Worried that my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has no one on the list? Or worried that making the list will invite trouble?"

"Both."

"Uncle Sword, you worry too much."

"Rongrong is making rapid progress at Shrek. Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda cannot fight, its support capabilities are rarely rivaled across the entire continent."

Chen Xin nodded slightly.

"As for trouble..." Ning Fengzhi's smile deepened. "Although my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does not excel in combat, who in this world dares to underestimate us? With Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone here, and with the favors the soul masters of the world owe our sect, who would dare touch the people of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"Pass the order," Ning Fengzhi said. "Monitor the movements of the Genius Ranking closely. As soon as each name is revealed, send the detailed intelligence to my desk. Especially... those geniuses who have a history with Rongrong."

Clear Sky Sect.

Unlike the composure of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the atmosphere in the Clear Sky Sect was chillingly oppressive.

Since the incident many years ago, the Clear Sky Sect had sealed its mountains and cut itself off from the world.

The number one sect of the past now lacked even a single young genius worth presenting.

Sect Master Tang Xiao stood before the sect's main hall, looking at the golden Sky Screen, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

"Brother Hao..." he murmured to himself. "If you were still here, what would you think if you saw this?"

No one answered him.

The mountain wind howled, tugging at his robes.